this little baby…
NEEDS to go to sleep. My body is physically shutting down. Pounding headache, running nose, pure exhaustion, all mixed in with some heartbreak.
I love Zoey so much. But when it’s 9 30 at night and we’re both sick it’s not the time to be (happily) screaming and trying to talk and play with random things like a shirt. But I will do it, take care of her and play with her until she passes out herself because I love her so much. More than I ever could have imagined loving another human being. And even if she goes to sleep and wakes up at 2 AM, I will get out of bed and hold her and give her whatever she needs because she is remarkable and special. She makes life worth while. Even when I’m sick as a dog.
